Over a year ago, a few of my friends and I started a comedy known as "Almost There" about a group of Bionicles laying low at a hotel in Miami, Florida while on the run from police as well as the villainous Omega Mete and his Vahki. A writing team consisting of me, MT, TLhikan, Levacius and one other person was assembled and MT kicked things off. The plan was to have a rotation of authors in the order of MT, me, Tlhikan, the other guy, and Levacius. However, things did not go as planned and I wound up taking over the project for myself. I didn't get too far (mostly due to my laziness) before the forums shut down for several months and the original wound up in the archive. So, I'm starting this topic to continue the story.
I will provide a link for the original, and I strongly advise that you read it first before reading the upcoming chapter. However, I even more strongly advise that you skip "Chapter 7" entirely as it not considered part of the continuity and is impossible to comprehend. Its writer is currently serving time in the Internet State Penitentiary for both that and his trolling.
The original can be found here: http://www.bzpower.c...howtopic=324945
Now, without further ado...
Toa Zehvor Brenmac presents...
An Omega Turtle Studios produtction...
Almost There: The Continuation
(Oh, and just so you know, since I'm starting right where I left off, this will start with Chapter 14 instead of Chapter 1.)
Chapter 14: The Cleanup Begins
When we last left our heroes, they were leaving Levacius' destroyed lab and heading downstairs, all the while trying to determine how to get rid of the Gremlins that were infesting the hotel.
"Things have definitely changed around here." said Skidak. "In such a short span of time this place has gone from being a place of relaxation to a tourist's nightmare. I wonder who's fault that is." He looked to Brenmac, who was carrying the Mogwai Mohawk in one arm while the other held his sword, ready to slash at any Gremlins that might ambush them on their way to the lower levels. "Okay fine, I admit it. It is my fault." Replied Brenmac. "None of this would have happened if I hadn't let my Mogwai get wet. But I still don't know who's fault it is that Gizmo got wet in the first place." "Gizmo?" asked Skidak "My pet. That's the name of my Mogwai. My first one anyway." "First?" asked Skidak. "Yes. I recently went back in time to retrieve a second Mogwai named Earl to prevent him from becoming evil." "I see." said Skidak. "And what exactly are these things that are swarming our hotel anyway?"
"Gremlins." Brenmac answered. When Skidak gave him a second confused look, Brenmac explained. "A gremlin is basically a creature that likes to cause trouble. They were the result of genetic miscalculations by an alien scientist named Mogturmen. You see, all Mogwai were originally meant to be good and sweet, like Gizmo, but due to those miscalculations only one in every thousand wound up being that way while the rest wound up being mischievous and having the desire to mutate into a gremlin. Most of them succeed, and when they make contact with water, like Mogwai, they multiply. In order to make as many as there are here, one of more of them must have made contact with a lot of water." "So how do you kill them?" Skidak wanted to know. "Basically the same way you would kill a human." Brenmac answered. "Anything can be used. Swords, knives, blenders, microwaves, etcetera." "Even chainsaws?" Skidak asked, grinning. Brenmac nodded. "Yes. Even chainsaws." Turning to the rest of the group, he said. "Okay, the rest of you I want going around this hotel offing what gremlins you can. The only rule is to keep it discreet. Now, move out!" "And what will you do?" questioned Skidak "I will be looking for Tahu Nuva. Maybe he can help us somehow."
With that, the group split, each going in a different direction. Brenmac went through the hallway until he reached the end of the corridor and gently set Mohawk on the floor. "I want you to go find your brothers. Once you've found them rendezvous back at my room. Since your a very intelligent creature, I assume you know where that is. Mohawk nodded as if he understood and ran off. Then Brenmac began his search for the house's co-leader.
On a distant, barren planet an ancient spacecraft lay in ruins. Outside it, a blue sphere suddenly appeared then disappeared, revealing the three Makuta Artidax, Vahrak, and Dehvor. Artidax led the way into the ship until they were near the center, where he motioned the other two to stay put. Artidax entered the chamber which was bare except for a small lab table on the far side and a life-support chair in the very center. Artidax had only walked a few steps towards it when a clawed, three-fingered hand shot out from the right side and made a mation that Artidax knew meant that he should stop and speak. Kneeling, he began to speak.
"My master, I have failed you. The Toa escaped the planet and the Xenon Core on earth is no more." In a voice that sounded both reptilian and alien at the same time, the creature answered. "No, you have not failed me. We have been merely...set back. You and your companions have made it to Earth, correct?" "Yes sir." Artidax replied. "And Toa MT is still there?" "To the farthest of our knowledge, yes." "Good. After all, you know that killing him is the key to freeing me from this chair to which he bound me over a decade ago." The creature continued. "As for the Xenon Core, there are secondary sources of Xenon hidden on Earth, but only one meddling furball knows of their locations, unwittingly." "Gizmo..." Artidax whispered.
The creature turned to him, his red eyes filled with fury. "Do not even dare to mention his name! And if you do, do it where I can't hear you. It is because of him that I died almost twenty-five years ago, only to return and wind up stuck here, plotting my vengeance." "Yes, yes, sir." Artidax said nervously. Turning back to look at the wall, Artidax's master returned to calm. "Now go back to Earth and hunt. And do not stop until you've pried the location of the other sources from that wretched Mogwai's brain and Toa MT lies dead at your feet."
Artidax nodded and quietly left the chamber, pondering to himself.
Back at the hotel, Brenmac managed to find Tahu Nuva with Carapar on the top floor in his personal chamber. "Ah, Brenmac, come in." Tahu Nuva said upon seeing the Toa Zehvor. When Brenmac approached his desk, he asked of him, "So, what news?" "Nothing new, we haven't been able to do anything about it yet, but we're trying. The only thing is is that we only have a couple hours to do it." answered Brenmac. "I see." Tahu Nuva replied. "Well, do you know what kind of lawsuits we could be facing if we don't get these things out soon?" "Yes, I do but-"
The three were distracted by a buzzing sound coming from one of the electrical outlets in one of the walls. With a flash of blue light, the Electric Gremlin shot out of it and tried to attack. Brenmac took out his sword to protect the house co-leader and found out that his sword could only channel and aborb elemental energy, but also contain beings made up of that sort of energy. Which is what happened after Brenmac unlimbered his blade. With the Electric Gremlin inside, the sword suddenly felt much heavier and waved around as if being attracted by an invisible magnet. Then Brenmac made to odd request to Carapar to sing into his sword. When Carapar did so, the sword vibrated and emmited a low-pitch noise, as if the Electric Gremlin inside was struggling to get out and sceaming in agony. Suddenly, the noise stopped and Brenmac's sword hung limply by his side. Tahu Nuva was covering his ears and groaning.
"Why did make him do that?" He demanded. "Because I wanted to see if it would work. And what do you know, it did." Tahu Nuva got up from his seat. "Well I do know that something bad is going to happen if we don't get these pests out of here before the evening!" "Well then let's go." said Brenmac as he left the chamber, Tahu and Carapar in tow.
Mogwai Mohawk turned another corner to see another long hallway. Well, to him it was long, as he wasn't much shorter thatn the Bionicles that he had recntly befriended. But something was different. There was a figure at the end of this one. Too tall to be another Mogwai of a Bionicle, but too short to be a human. What was it? Mohawk got his answer when the figure came close enough to reveal itself as the gremlin version of himself. He was obviously not here to be kind to his Mogwai self. No, he was here to kill him.
All of a sudden, without warning, Mohawk's mohawk glowed blue and the Mogwai shot a blue beam of energy from his mouth. Mohawk didn't know it, but it was a side effect of the "G-Serum" he had lopped up earlier. His gremlin self managed to avoid the blast, however, and recklessly charged. Mohawk fired a second blast, this time more precise and it hit the gremlin in the misection, effectively seperating the body into two halves. As the top half was sent flying into the air and back down to Earth, the Mogwai fired another beam at the neck, sepeating the Gremlin's head from his torso. But the Mogwai Mohawk wanted to make sure his evil self was dead, and a fourth blast blew up the head, splattering green blood all over the walls.
Then Mohawk turned and ran down the corridor, instinctively towards the control room, and certain that he was the only Mohawk in existence. Once he was gone, one of the hotel room doors opened and out came Omega Mete, holding the spider serum from Levacius' lab in his right hand, having arrived at the hotel via a small, undetectable ship and through a window. He had originally come here to spy on the Bionicles in secret, but now he had somewhat darker plans before his true one went into action. Picking up the torso of the deceased gremlin and glancing at the spider serum, he got an idea.
Edited by Toa Zehvor Brenmac, Nov 27 2011 - 06:08 PM.